17K
Got mouths to feed
I can't be doing' this shit for nothin'
Ain't have no help
All that time that I put in can't get it back
I told myself Imma keep on eating until a
Nigga fat
I don't expect you to have my back
Like Rose Park I'm sitting in first
I ain't going to the back
Know my so gone need me
Every time you make me mad
I pack my shit but come back
And they say what goes around
Always end up coming back
Tryna' travel around the world
Don't know when i'm coming back
(I don't know)
I put insurance on your heart
Cause i ain't mean to break it
I took your kindness for weakness
I don't mean to take it
What you mean "NO" You don't feel me
You ain't seem me Lately
I'm back to the basics
Shit been fucked up ain't nun shaking
Asking God "Why is it taking so long to make it"
My mama struggling
Plus need help with these babies
If i couldn't do it
I knew you wouldn't have let me made them
Swear they got my back
If i get lock up
Try to back door me
Hit her from the back
Don't care who hit that after me
If it were mine it wouldn't even be none after me
Hardly ever wear a hat
Cause ain't no cap in me
Sometime I sleep at night
And I can feel them demons after me
Mama say when you get blessed the devil busy
Police watching me like I'm the television
The lock him up
No tellin' if he telling' is it
His face was clean but now its fucked up
I ain't seen him lately
Don't wait for me to die to
Act like you want to see me make it
Use to DM rapper
And knew they wouldn't DM back
Now they want to play my song
Unless they bring it back
Want me on the track
Need 17' fore i even send it back
Block hold 17
Playing with them strap fore 17
No in and out the house
Auntie Dotsie wouldn't let us in
Them J;s gone knock on the door
Till i let them in
You can't get money with your niggas
You need better friends
Left me hanging like i'm in the closet on a hanger
Said when i blow up
If they ever call me
Imma hang up
Last bitch i was with wasn't shit
Taught me to control my anger
I knew when Gator die
That i could be touched by an angel
Where i live at now people don't come
They call it dangerous
So i try to stay out the way
Cause them the ones remaining
90's baby had no dad
The streets raised me
Just want be a better father to my babies
I swear it ain't a day go by
That i ain't got you on my mind
In case you ever wonder why
Keep that shit, 17k
(Woah)
I can't be doing' this shit for nothin'
Ain't have no help
All that time that I put in can't get it back
I told myself Imma keep on eating until a
Nigga fat
I don't expect you to have my back
Like Rose Park I'm sitting in first
I ain't going to the back
Know my so gone need me
Every time you make me mad
I pack my shit but come back
And they say what goes around
Always end up coming back
Tryna' travel around the world
Don't know when i'm coming back
(I don't know)
I put insurance on your heart
Cause i ain't mean to break it
I took your kindness for weakness
I don't mean to take it
What you mean "NO" You don't feel me
You ain't seem me Lately
I'm back to the basics
Shit been fucked up ain't nun shaking
Asking God "Why is it taking so long to make it"
My mama struggling
Plus need help with these babies
If i couldn't do it
I knew you wouldn't have let me made them
Swear they got my back
If i get lock up
Try to back door me
Hit her from the back
Don't care who hit that after me
If it were mine it wouldn't even be none after me
Hardly ever wear a hat
Cause ain't no cap in me
Sometime I sleep at night
And I can feel them demons after me
Mama say when you get blessed the devil busy
Police watching me like I'm the television
The lock him up
No tellin' if he telling' is it
His face was clean but now its fucked up
I ain't seen him lately
Don't wait for me to die to
Act like you want to see me make it
Use to DM rapper
And knew they wouldn't DM back
Now they want to play my song
Unless they bring it back
Want me on the track
Need 17' fore i even send it back
Block hold 17
Playing with them strap fore 17
No in and out the house
Auntie Dotsie wouldn't let us in
Them J;s gone knock on the door
Till i let them in
You can't get money with your niggas
You need better friends
Left me hanging like i'm in the closet on a hanger
Said when i blow up
If they ever call me
Imma hang up
Last bitch i was with wasn't shit
Taught me to control my anger
I knew when Gator die
That i could be touched by an angel
Where i live at now people don't come
They call it dangerous
So i try to stay out the way
Cause them the ones remaining
90's baby had no dad
The streets raised me
Just want be a better father to my babies
I swear it ain't a day go by
That i ain't got you on my mind
In case you ever wonder why
Keep that shit, 17k
(Woah)
Credits
Writer(s): Jerell Williams
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